After a 108KM hike in the Gobi Desert in August last year,

On May 23rd of this year, I put on my backpack again,

Without hesitation, we set foot on the uninhabited area of Dunhuang,

Started a 4-day, 3-night 108KM desert hiking trip.

There are too many chaotic ears of silk and bamboo in the rolling red dust,

There are too many forms of labor in the chaotic secular world, such as preparing and repairing books,

But beautiful women will eventually turn white, heroes will fade away,

The prosperity of three thousand will eventually be plain, and the glory of countless will eventually come to an end.

Without detachment, there can be no clear aspirations; without tranquility, there can be no far-reaching goals,

To transcend the troubles of the secular world and the temptations of the mundane world,

We must have the sentiment of climbing high and facing the wind, forgetting all gains and losses, and we must have lofty aspirations.

If the goal is the stars and the sea, I believe the journey will also be beautiful.

Dunhuang has always had a spiritual totem in my heart,

This mysterious place has a magical power from ancient times that is unforgettable.

The beautiful women in the murals of Mogao Grottoes, with tears streaming down their faces, express their thousand year old longing to the world,

The princess in the castle bounced her pipa and sang softly of true, good, and beautiful love,

The ancient poetry of Yangguan expresses the melancholy of parting ways with old friends,

Yumen Pass blocked the spring breeze and made the desert incredibly desolate,

The ancient kingdom of Loulan under the yellow sand hides a mysterious past

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The white clouds in the sky of Dunhuang have been lingering for thousands of years,

In the interplay of light and shadow, all living beings are in the past,

In a blink of an eye, in an instant, in a dream, for a thousand years

The vast Gobi Desert, layers of sand dunes, white clouds drifting, heaven and earth drifting

Here, hiking is accompanied by loneliness,

A calm mind begins to contemplate the world, sentient beings, and oneself

In walking, we will find our true selves,

There are no spiritual shackles or worldly ties here,

A calm heart allows us to face our true selves directly,

Listen to the voice from within, have a conversation with yourself and your inner self

Entrepreneurship requires space and thinking. During the walking process, inner restlessness turns into calmness,

We will face the current development status of the enterprise and reflect on the past, present, and future,

The direction of the future has changed from confusion to clarity, and the strategy has changed from ambiguity to concreteness,

The goals of enterprise development are clearer, the thinking is clearer, and the beliefs are more firm.

Perhaps harsh conditions can ignite our desires and wildness in our hearts,

Unleash greater potential and passion, generate more innovative ideas and creativity.

During the hiking process, perhaps our feet were scarred and our bodies were exhausted,

Perhaps the pain is unbearable, perhaps every step is a hardship,

But every step reflects our resilience and perseverance,

Every step is the embodiment of one's inner persistence and belief,

While conquering ourselves, we are also breaking through ourselves and understanding ourselves.

Life is like this, only by surpassing oneself can one surpass others.

Buddha said, 'Suffering is suffering.' When we can persist until the end,

Discovering that only by breaking despair can we gain new life, when we are reborn from despair,

Everything is so beautiful!

Hiking in the Gobi Desert is a special experience and memory,

The earth measured by our legs, the sandstorms touched by our feet, will be unforgettable in our lifetime!

It is a practice, a belief, a training, a challenge, a journey to find oneself.

Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the Iron Horse Glacier falls into a dream,

In the depths of time, on the beacon tower, I stood and gazed into the distance,

Let the strong wind blow the battle robe, let the yellow sand sweep over the sharp sword,

I led my soldiers to guard the border of the desert a thousand years ago,

Watching the long river and sunset, watching the lonely smoke in the desert,

The soldiers are either heavily armed, waiting on horseback, or lying drunk on the battlefield

Never forget, there must be echoes. "In the cycle of reincarnation, love has been deep for three generations, and fate has determined this life

Goodbye, Dunhuang!

Gently, I left, just as I came gently,

I waved my sleeve and didn't take away a cloud!

                                         ---Xing Dazhi